Some people say forgive and forget…I say forget about forgiving and just accept. And… get the hell out of town.

It’s strange. I think I only ever consider the possibility of fate and destiny and a predetermined route when things are going wrong. When I’m ‘down on my luck’, this is when I think that some higher power is fucking with me.

When things are going well, it’s all me. It’s my good decisions, wise actions and forthright, positive thinking that has brought me to this good place. But on those dark days, it’s my bad luck.

When I was younger I imagined there was a Laughing God. I think it’s the only deity I ever really believed in. The Laughing God loved nothing more than to mess with my life, to place me in awkward, difficult, horrible positions, just to watch me squirm. The Laughing God was not a good God.

So, is there fate? Is there a higher power, a puppet master yanking at our strings? I don’t think so. Wouldn’t life be a bit pointless if that were true?

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4 Responses to “Whatever Limits Us We Call Fate – Emerson”

With me whenever lots of great stuff happens or comes my way, something ALWAYS goes wrong, its true. Now I always kinda wait for something bad to happen. If there is some dude yanking at my strings he can piss right off!

We all had those barriers to hurdle in life, events taking place that did not seem fair at all, we all have them, certainly had my share, but here I am, still.. perhaps these tests of our resolve or constitution make us all the stronger. Never forgotten, what we’ve been through, and we will revisit those episodes for sure, but we cannot let them hinder us from the life we have, or can have..